London mum and wannabe illustrator. On a mission to find a decent way into motherhood without losing herself. 
When it comes to handing down hang-ups and obsessions, my love for beautiful but slightly impractical shoes is the one I worry the least about. A girl’s got to love her shoes, no?
The love is in the shoes
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The love is in the shoes
Tuesday, Feb 2nd, 2010 by Met Mum | 27 Comments
Filed under: Fashion, London, Shoes, Style | Tags: baby, Fashion, Islington, London, shopping
Filed under: Fashion, London, Shoes, Style | Tags: baby, Fashion, Islington, London, shopping
Mummy needs a break. Or: a day out in London
Sunday, Oct 11th, 2009 by Met Mum | 17 Comments
Filed under: Fashion, London, Mummy stuff, Shoes, Style | Tags: big M, little L, London, me-time
Filed under: Fashion, London, Mummy stuff, Shoes, Style | Tags: big M, little L, London, me-time
In the six months since little L’s birth, I have barely been separated from my precious baby girl. There have been about ten evenings where I nipped out for an hour or two, leaving Big M behind to keep a close eye on the baby monitor. An easy task, as little L usually doesn’t wake until the wee hours, once mummy has tucked her in and kissed her good night. Then there have been about six times she spent an hour in the gym crèche, guarded by the lovely Jane and her staff. But all of a sudden, little L decided not to like staying there anymore, and Met Mum had to be called to her rescue via the intercom. So there it went, my tiny bit of me-time.
Slummy mummy and the well-dressed baby
Friday, Oct 2nd, 2009 by Met Mum | 26 Comments
Filed under: Fashion, Mummy stuff, Shoes, Style | Tags: Fashion, little L, motherhood, Shoes, slummy mummy, Style, yummy mummies
Filed under: Fashion, Mummy stuff, Shoes, Style | Tags: Fashion, little L, motherhood, Shoes, slummy mummy, Style, yummy mummies
In a recent comment-conversation, the lovely Rose said: ‘Oh I envy little L, I imagine she has a great wardrobe of clothes!’ I had to think about this, because a) yes, she does (thanks to her generous grandma, little L is sporting Ugg Boots, pink Ralph Lauren corduroys and a white Petit Bateau hooded jacket in the picture above) and b) I envy her myself, because she’s better dressed than me. Realising this kind of hurt, but it’s the truth and it’s time to face it: I am a slummy mummy.